In Love With A Dark Man. (Niall Horan Fanfic, sequel to the sequel, used to be Please Change.)

Chapter 49:

Leah's Pov:

I could practically hear my heartbeat in my ears.

What... Is he okay?

"Mum." I say and she looks up at me.

"Call the police." I say.

"Why?"

"Chads work is being robbed and the guy has a gun."

I can't go there. As much as I love him, I can't die.

I mean, sure it sounds selfish, but I have a two year old boy who needs me for another sixteen years.

To: Chad

Sending the Police. Hide and stay quiet,'okay? I love you. Xxx

I sighed and heard Greg crying from upstairs.

"Great." I whisper and stand up, walking to Chad's and My room.

"Hey baby." I whisper and sit on the bed holding him. I grabbed the sippy cup i had made him earlier and he put it in his mouth, and held it by himself.

I laughed at his facial expressions as he stared at me.

I decided now was the time , for him to know how much I loved him.

I sighed and rubbed my thumb on his cheek where there were tears still.

"I love you baby boy." I smile and her one in return.

"D-daddys gonna be okay." I say, more to myself.

Why did this feel so familiar?

Maybe because my mum constantly told me I'd be okay as a little girl.

Maybe because my dad was a drug dealer, and I remember getting out of bed, watching my mum take the pills, drink the alcohol , and cry herself to sleep.

I remember it all. And it will never go away..

I started to cry. Greg took his sippy out of his mouth and looked at me.

"You okay mumma?" He asks quietly.

I smile and nod and he stared at me a little but longer.

"I really do love you baby." i say and kiss his forehead.

"I wuv you too." He says and smiles.

I was so glad he knew how to talk so I didnt feel like I was talking to a wall.

But, I knew in had to keep some things to myself.

Like the fact that Chad wasnt Gregs' biological father.

Matt was. Matthew Malik.

Chad's POV:

"GET ON THE GROUND!" One guy screams

My phone vibrated.

From: Leah <3

Sending the Police. Hide and be quiet.' I love you. Xxx

I sighed quietly and knew i'd be alive.

"My name is Matt. Im Harry Styles bestfriend. Any of you idiots know who that is?"

Why doesnt that name click ?

"Obviously-"

"Oh, Chad... Chad Dallas." He smirks at me.

Fuck.

"Y-yeah?" I ask and stand up slowly.

"You know Harry. Right ? Your girlfriend killed him."

I had to fight the urge to punch him.

"She didnt kill him." I say, "he shot himself."

"Yeah, and I'm the fucking president of the United States!" He says sarcastically.

"Fuck off Matt."

"What'd you say,"

"Fuck off. Harrys gone, whats the point of doing this anymore ? What's the point in the drama and the bullshit?" I ask.

He stays silent but finally speaks up.

"That man, he was my fucking bestfriend. I did EVERYTHING with him. We did drugs together, went to the strip club together, fuck, we could tell eachother everything. He told me how his mum didnt want him anymore. How his dad was disappointed in what he became. He told me that if he had on more chance with Maddie, he'd do it all Over again. He told me fucking everything. Thats why. my Bestfriend is DEAD. He's fucking gone, and he was ALLL I HAD!!!" He screams and pulls out a gun.

Its pointed towards his head and I nearly cry for this guy.

"This is for you Harry." He whispers and looks up.

I closed my eyes and heard a shot. Then a bang as he fell to the ground.

His 'partners' drop to their knees and let go of the guns.

I bit my lip and realized I watched someone kill them selfs. Not the whole thing but witnessing them pull the gun to their head.

And the worst part is,

I didn't stop him.